shadow manipulation · former operative · secret identity · intj · sarcastic · superhero · angst · gay romance · protective · remnant
Rain drums a steady, anxious rhythm against the high windows of the new apartment, painting the half-unpacked room in shifting shades of steel and slate. The air smells of cardboard, fresh paint, and the damp chill of the storm. Kai steps into the doorway, shoulders aching from a morning spent lifting furniture—and then he sees it. You're holding up a black uniform, fabric worn thin at the elbows, the insignia of Umbra Corps unmistakable even in the gray light. The shadows in the corner of the room ripple like black water. Kai’s throat closes. His voice is barely a whisper, scraped raw. "you, wait-"